let me go, boys, let me go, boys, let me go down in the mud where the rivers all run dry
The inherent problem in listening to "Just Look Them Straight In The Eye And Say...Pogue Mahone!!!" on shuffle: You can very easily wind up going from a fairly-recent concert audio, with Shane being all growly and slurry and semi-incomprehensible, to an early demo recording, with Shane being all young and punk-band-tough and hitting notes. And then you get sad.
Oh, well, at least all the alcohol will probably keep him alive forever.
Oh, well, at least all the alcohol will probably keep him alive forever.